Herd Culling (CLOSURE/CONTINUATION.LIVE)

Son, go fetch the rifle now

I think there's something in the yard

I can see the herd is getting rattled

And the dogs are on their guard

Liar, liar

Liar, liar, liar

Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar

Well, we came to make a home here

But there's something in the trees

We bolt the door, chain the gate, secure the homestead

But it's never gonna leave

Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar

The wolf is at the door somehow

The culling of the herd is now

The wolf is at the door somehow

The culling of the herd is now

The wolf is at the door somehow

The culling of the herd is now

The wolf is at the door somehow

The culling of the herd is now

Hey, did you curse this place?

Did you fall to earth to cull a herd?

Strange gods above the earth

These are things you just won't believe

In the shackles of the night

There are lights up in the sky

Scratching at the doors

They are coming through the walls

Twenty feet above the ground

They move without a sound

Among the garbage cans

A curse upon the land

Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar

Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar